Anything for you Ma'am
Anything for you Maam is another story from an IIT’ian. THERE is no doubt that you have to be very, very smart to get into IIT. IIT’ians- The name just reminds you big spectacled human species who always know only one kinda entertainment-books, books and books. But there is a difference between smart and talented. And here you find one really talented.
Flagged off by Chetan, Tushar Raheja, another student at IIT, Delhi, has written one of the funniest books in recent times. Raheja is able to sustain his style with pretty lightweight plot material — an IIT Delhi boy in love, planning a journey to Chennai to meet his girl friend.
He has this instinctive ability to hold your attention with narrative deviations that illuminate disparate subjects — the charm of campus life, stupid and pig-headed Professors, the advantage of having many sisters (you get a chance to date their friends), the adventure of train travel in India, the joy of an early winter in Delhi (the weather encourages you to fall in love) and so on and so forth.
The various factors of our IITs that was already been pointed out by Chetan is again brought to notice here-DISCO (the "Disciplinary Committee" at IIT), SALAD (Society against Liquor and Drugs). The story line goes this way. A scion of an upper middle class North Indian family who has to live up to the expectations of his doctor parents and complete his B. Tech in Industrial Engineering. He does everything but. He bunks classes, lies to professors, plays the rhythm guitar and treats the campus like a large joint family ancestral home.
Then he commits a cardinal sin. He decides that the end of semester "Industrial tour" can be converted to a love tour of Chennai, with the help of a fake doctor's certificate from Pune, by inventing a "brother's wedding" and by getting included in the IIT shot-put team, courtesy his friend.
A good work by first timer!!! But in his next novel, which we look forward to, young Tushar Raheja would be well advised to stay away from the temptation of drawing perfect triangles, squares, pentagons and hexagons in his narrative. This skill might be useful at institutes like IIT, even praised by the useless Professors there, but has no literary merit whatsoever.
Flagged off by Chetan, Tushar Raheja, another student at IIT, Delhi, has written one of the funniest books in recent times. Raheja is able to sustain his style with pretty lightweight plot material — an IIT Delhi boy in love, planning a journey to Chennai to meet his girl friend.
He has this instinctive ability to hold your attention with narrative deviations that illuminate disparate subjects — the charm of campus life, stupid and pig-headed Professors, the advantage of having many sisters (you get a chance to date their friends), the adventure of train travel in India, the joy of an early winter in Delhi (the weather encourages you to fall in love) and so on and so forth.
The various factors of our IITs that was already been pointed out by Chetan is again brought to notice here-DISCO (the "Disciplinary Committee" at IIT), SALAD (Society against Liquor and Drugs). The story line goes this way. A scion of an upper middle class North Indian family who has to live up to the expectations of his doctor parents and complete his B. Tech in Industrial Engineering. He does everything but. He bunks classes, lies to professors, plays the rhythm guitar and treats the campus like a large joint family ancestral home.
Then he commits a cardinal sin. He decides that the end of semester "Industrial tour" can be converted to a love tour of Chennai, with the help of a fake doctor's certificate from Pune, by inventing a "brother's wedding" and by getting included in the IIT shot-put team, courtesy his friend.
A good work by first timer!!! But in his next novel, which we look forward to, young Tushar Raheja would be well advised to stay away from the temptation of drawing perfect triangles, squares, pentagons and hexagons in his narrative. This skill might be useful at institutes like IIT, even praised by the useless Professors there, but has no literary merit whatsoever.
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Hope to remember the title and look for it when I visit India next.
engayaavudu kidaicha padichida vendiyadu daan...
yeah gotta read this one...his other buks were also quite gud...indha postah fullah padikkala...istory ispoiler u c.. :)
super post. thank you.
have a good week
And giving out the full story in the name of review is too bad.... what about people who havent read the book
i am eagerly waiting 4 his second book i advice all of them to read it